Eww Says My Feet, And Ouch Says My Calves

Hello Everybody,
How goes it? i assume well because you cant really answer that question now can you..? nope thats what i thought. so so on a happy note i have recovered from my silly girlish ways and everything is happy again. except for my feet. they are not happy and neither are my calves. and how do i know this? because of the ridiculous smell that is emitting from my feet and the very unnecessary pain throbbing in my calves. you might ask in your own beautifull little brain why are these body parts not happy and that is because i worked 12 hours today! first at a factory and the at mcdonalds :P which were both speedy! but pain full at the same time. oh a word of advise friends if you are going to buy a door i suggest measuring the door frame before buying your door..you would think that common sense but nooooo! as wonderfull as my dearest mommy who gave me life from her womb. she brilliantly thought that all doors were the same width...silly mommy....
Oh! another thought has popped into my headn and no it didnt hurt to think... the other night it was my brothers graduation and he looked sooo fly(and yes i am aware that is an oldish term but it fits okay!) but anyways he was still kinda insecure about his outfit and it didnt help that some ppl were bugging him about it. but i just said you do not look stupid or anything, you are the best and look the best too. so the moral to this point is be that one person that helps someone by giving them needed support when no one else will and help build their confidence and self esteem...even if they dont quiet seem like they need it.
so chumms ans chummettes have a very lovely day,

Till next time

Tootles!
PrincessDeDe

There Are Worst Things I Can Do

Hello readers, it has been a long time but i have have been very busy reading books, socializing, going to school, and working. which has kept me away and for this i am sorry. in the past while that i have been away a lot of funny stuff has happened but for the life of me i can not remember any of it. but i have however have stuff to say this time. and i am shamed to say it it is about frickin boy trouble, yes i have allowed my emotions to get the better of me and now i have to deal with them. and the person to blame is my ever so nice bf, who seems to like to smoke pot than hang out with me. personally i find this offensive, and i wonder why i would put up being treated like that -you may say to yourself. how did he treat you...? well i shall tell you. he treated me like nothing, a back up plan, something to do because nothing better presented it self at that moment- and i guess i put up with it cause i am very very much in like( not love...just like) and so i just sit here, all aloney on my owney contemplating things that i dont want to say out loud, feeling more and more like a fool for allowing such things to happen and just hoping for them best.

so readers and friends boa noite

Tootles!
PrincessDeDe